His beloved will soon be vanished from his train of thought, just a faded memory. Still clinging to him though, he’ll never forget his beloved, his Blitzy…One thousand years have passed, he’ll forget. But never truly, the light inside him still glints, he won’t forget his love all the way.
Stolas can’t help it, he wants to remember, sometimes in his sleep he sees a little vision, but he always wakes up before he can see their true identity.
He misses someone he doesn’t know who he is, or why or what they shared.. 💙❤️
The heart remembers … what the head does not…
Oh, his Blitz… His heart still longs for his true love.
His Blitz is gone...But not erased.
Not from the corners of his soul, not from the embers of his spirit where love once roared like wildfire.
The stars still whisper his name.
